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Walking threw the halls,
of the home where old folks go. I came across a group, with hair full of snow. I sat for a minute and watched, with tenderness in my heart. It seemed to me that these ladies, between them had some smarts. The more i listened however, the more I was in dismay. It seemed they did not have wisdom, the part of bitterness they did play. With not a soul but each other, to even give their feet a rub. I had heard tell of this group of ladies, they were the lonley hearts knitting club. |
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that's sad, not even thankfulness for a life well lived.
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song!!!
You're my Honeybunch, Sugarplum Pumpy-umpy-umpkin, You're my Sweetie Pie You're my Cuppycake, Gumdrop Snoogums-Boogums, You're the Apple of my Eye And I love you so and I want you to know That I'll always be right here And I love to sing sweet songs to you Because you are so dear!!!... like it??? |
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song!!! You're my Honeybunch, Sugarplum Pumpy-umpy-umpkin, You're my Sweetie Pie You're my Cuppycake, Gumdrop Snoogums-Boogums, You're the Apple of my Eye And I love you so and I want you to know That I'll always be right here And I love to sing sweet songs to you Because you are so dear!!!... like it??? love the song, it's wonderful, is that for me? |
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of course sweetie ..why not
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Edited by
darkowl1
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Sun 01/27/08 10:47 PM
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alazisho that's killer man!!!
laura, i hope you run into some cool elders soon, they still are the greatest. |
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lol...thanx....hehe
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that's sad, not even thankfulness for a life well lived. no see when you are bitter and angry at the world, you end up alone in your last hours. and i have heard it is bad for your complexion also. |
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I have a song for that!!
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that's sad, not even thankfulness for a life well lived. no see when you are bitter and angry at the world, you end up alone in your last hours. and i have heard it is bad for your complexion also. amen, you've got it. you've gone super far already, just realizing at probably a very young age, to bad they didn't listen to you, tears ago |
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you know the secret of the secret without having to read it.
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just keep it cool guys.....
oh this song is old and well anything u can message me ill be online.... savage garden- crash and burn When you feel all alone And the world has turned it's back on you Give me a moment please to tame your wild wild heart I know you feel like the walls are closing in on you It's hard to find relieve and people can be so cold When darkness is upon your door and you feel like you can't take anymore Let me be the one you call If you jump I'll break your fall Lift you up and fly away with you into the night If you need to fall apart I can mend a broken heart If you need to crash then crash and burn You're not alone When you feel all alone And a loyal friend is hard to find You're caught in a one way street With the monsters in your head When hopes and dreams are far away and You feel like you can't face they day Let me be the one you call If you jump I'll break your fall Lift you up and fly away with you into the night If you need to fall apart I can mend a broken heart If you need to crash then crash and burn You're not alone Because there has always been heartache and pain And when it's over you'll breathe again You'll breath again When you feel all alone And the world has turned its back on you Give me a moment please To tame your wild wild heart Let me be the one you call If you jump I'll break your fall Lift you up and fly away with you into the night If you need to fall apart I can mend a broken heart If you need to crash then crash and burn You're not alone |
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Edited by
darkowl1
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Sun 01/27/08 11:01 PM
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o.k. alanzisho,..... when is this album coming out? i want one, it's most awesome work.....
sorry my bad, savage garden, mmmm |
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mmmmmmmmm ..i dont really remember ..but it is an OLD SONG!!
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Walking threw the halls, of the home where old folks go. I came across a group, with hair full of snow. I sat for a minute and watched, with tenderness in my heart. It seemed to me that these ladies, between them had some smarts. The more i listened however, the more I was in dismay. It seemed they did not have wisdom, the part of bitterness they did play. With not a soul but each other, to even give their feet a rub. I had heard tell of this group of ladies, they were the lonley hearts knitting club. if you wrote this, it's quite beautifully written. |
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I did thank you, but I did have inspiration, so the muses should get some credit I feel.
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blessed be, be safe, and hope to see you around, there's lot's of cool people that love good writing, whatever the type, and you both shall get plenty of accolades.
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blessed be, be safe, and hope to see you around, there's lot's of cool people that love good writing, whatever the type, and you both shall get plenty of accolades. thanks, and thanks for your kind words last night also, what a dear soul. |
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